Here I stand
As the world crumbles
And crashes down around me
I will not be moved.
A friend's funeral
Suicide by hanging
And here I still stand
And I will not be moved.
A love falters
Young hearts shattering like glass
And yet here I stand
And I will not be moved.
A marriage tears apart
A child breaks down in tears
But here I still stand
And I will not be moved.
A hundred broken lives
A thousand shattered dreams
I stand against it all
And I will not be moved.
The world crumbles
Collapsing all around me
But I will never allow
Myself to crumble with it.
Here I Stand
And I will NOT be moved.
(c) 2005 by Thorn
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